Wudang Mountain, Zhenwu Palace.

Zhang Zhenren, the chief disciple of the Jianghu martial arts myth: Song Yuanqiao, stood outside the main hall and looked south.

The county seat below is like a jade surrounded by green trees and clear water, sparkling, showing the trend of raising fish in a golden basin. Looking into the north again, the peaks of Longshou Mountain are varied, the momentum is magnificent, the valley is deep and deep, and the steep peaks and strange stones are about to fly in the air.

Every time he encounters a major event, Song Yuanqiao likes to stand here, recalling that the seven brothers and the master are together, and they have created everything in Wudang Mountain little by little.

The whole mountain gate, from the bottom to the top, is dotted with a number of different styles, simple and elegant palaces, by 1100 steps to communicate, cigarette smoke, bell chime slightly.

On the mountainside, newly planted pine and cypress trees, with thin branches and young leaves, thrive; In the mountains, whenever after the heavy rain, the torrent discharges a thousand feet, standing at the mouth of the stream and looking up, there is quite the spirit of "the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky".

These were all built brick by a few of their senior brothers and disciples, and some flowers and trees were planted by their masters.

Wudang is already the leading faction in the rivers and lakes, and now it is known as the North Shaolin and South Wudang.

But he knew that Mu Xiu would be destroyed by the forest wind. Now as the nominal head of the Wudang faction, every decision he makes will make Wudang face a desperate situation.

Just like the five junior brothers before, if he hadn't committed suicide, it is unknown whether Wudang Mountain exists now. It's a pity that the child who has no mowgli has both parents died at a young age, and since he went to Butterfly Valley for treatment, there has been no news at all.

It can't be dead, right?

Then where will their brothers have the face to go down to see the fifth junior brother after a hundred years?

"Uh~" A crisp crane chirped, and an elegant white white crane flew into the main hall.

Seeing Song Yuanqiao, Bai He was very arrogant, raised his head and chirped at him, kicked the letter bucket on his paws to the ground, glanced at him obliquely, and then spread his wings and flew away.

Song Yuanqiao smiled helplessly, shook his head, and leaned forward to pick up the letter.

This white crane was originally from the Emei faction, and in the past two years, several major sects have been discussing and dealing with Mingjiao matters, but between the major factions, a communication may take a month or two.

In the end, the Emei faction simply used some birds to send letters, such as golden withering, white cranes, carrier pigeons, and the like.

That day, the master was very quiet, and went out to instruct the disciples, and as soon as he saw this white crane, he liked it, and immediately sent a letter to the Emei faction, wanting to buy a few domesticated white cranes.

Wudang faction, Taoist faction, there is no Linghe, is this like words?

The Emei faction over there replied quickly, saying that this white crane was domesticated by the little junior sister Zhou Zhiruo, and if Zhang Zhenren likes it, he doesn't need money, and he sends it directly.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, it turned out to be the little girl he saved in Hanshui that year to honor himself, and he was immediately comforted.

Later, the master heard from the sixth apprentice Yin Liting that this Xiao Zhiruo's swordsmanship was extremely high, and he was no longer even under the sixth child, so he specially sent someone to send a few sword books that he personally annotated and compiled.

"Tai Chi Sword", "Thirteen Swords of Shenmen", "Finger Twisting Soft Swordsmanship"

Obviously, in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, he can recreate this swordsmanship at any time, but such a spiritual spirit crane, if you miss it, it will be gone!

What gave Song Yuanqiao a headache was that these two pairs of spirit cranes didn't know how to train in the Emei faction, so they couldn't eat it, and they were picky eaters! Even if you are a picky eater, you still love to be clean, and you have to be served by several disciples.

The most important thing is that the temper is still big, unless the master personally goes out, it will be difficult for them to send a letter, and it will not be even at all without the special Qiling Pill of the Emei faction.

In this way, the master still felt that they had spirituality, and liked them more and more, and personally spent effort to create two sets of martial arts for them, one to dodge and one to attack, to prevent them from being caught.

Even the master also found a special doctor to crack the prescription of the Emei Sect's Qiling Pill, so that he could let the Linghe eat freely in the future. It's a pity that the prescription of this Emei sect has a strange medicinal herb, and I can't see it.

The master was disappointed.

Listening to Emei's side say that this medicinal material was also created by Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Sanfeng sighed again and again.

"Okay, I didn't expect the little girl I saved by chance to have such an opportunity. It's really like, it's really like the woman who was beautiful back then! ”

Song Yuanqiao and the others could only be silent on the side.

Over the years, they have found that when the master is nostalgic for a certain deceased, it is best not to interrupt. Otherwise, Shizun would definitely take the opportunity to beat them up in the name of teaching martial arts.

"Hehe~" Thinking of these interesting past events, Song Yuanqiao smiled, shook his head, opened the letter, and his face gradually became serious.

Over the years, the Red Turban Army under the Ming Sect has become more and more powerful, and almost all the forces in the south and the north have become members of the Red Turban Army. The banners of these Red Turban Army are all good, and most of them are anti-Yuan.

But most of the Red Turban Army, as long as they hold power, will almost always follow the same old path: fish and meat people. And they are insatiable, even if the well water does not interfere with the river water, they are also targeted without a bottom line.

Robbing, killing, and slaughtering the people are almost worse than the Yuan soldiers.

The various sects finally decided to go to the top of the light together to ask for an explanation.

But looking at everyone's decision together, Song Yuanqiao was very strange, and even felt incredible.

First: Since when have you gotten to this martial arts faction to be so united?

You must know that everyone's stations are thousands of miles apart, and the bright top is even more in the bitter cold place outside the plug, and it will take several months and more than half a year just to travel.

Second: According to his investigation, most of the forces of these Red Turban Army are actually in name, and they are not actually subordinate to the Mingjiao, so what's the use of them going to Mingjiao to settle accounts?

Holding the letter, Song Yuanqiao was full of thoughts, and always felt that there was some conspiracy inside.

It seems that there is a big hand manipulating everything, just like the five junior brothers returned to the mountain gate before, and the people in the rivers and lakes gathered at the Wudang Palace.

One of the most important roles is Shaolin!

Whenever he thinks of this sect, Song Yuanqiao's heart is very heavy, there have been many martial arts catastrophes, and Shaolin has played a significant role, but for hundreds of years, he is still the leader of the righteous path.

It's a pity, although he sensed that something was wrong with the six major factions besieging Guangming Ding this time, he still had to go, because this matter was initiated by him Wudang.

If you don't go, how will Wudang gain a foothold in the martial arts in the future? The most important thing is the sixth junior brother, every time he talks about Yang Xiao, he is stunned, and even threatens that even if Wudang doesn't go, he will go alone.

As a senior brother, can he watch the sixth senior brother go to death? Let the master send the white-haired man to the black-haired man again?

"Hey!" Song Yuanqiao let out a long sigh, and thought of his son: Song Qingshu.

Qingshu's martial arts are outstanding among the younger generation in Wudang, although they may not be as good as the older generation, but they are also considered a master in the rivers and lakes. This time, I simply took him with me and experienced the experience.

As a father, he is also selfish, and it would be great if he could let his son take charge of Wudang in the future.

As for the swordsmanship of Emei Zhou Zhiruo that the sixth junior brother said was no longer below him, he never believed it. Even if he is a god-like master in the rivers and lakes, at the age of fourteen, he should not be able to reach the current martial arts of the sixth junior brother.

It must be love and black, exaggeration.

My son is a young book, and the younger generation must be the best!

……

Emei faction, golden top.

"Uh~" The golden withering flew by, and the extinction immediately summoned all the disciples.

Another four years have passed, and the disciples have been practicing with all their strength over the years, and their strength has also made great progress, and she is also a lot more relieved.

Looking at the little apprentice around the corner, the extinction is very self-satisfied, this guy doesn't understand the truth that the young man doesn't work hard, and the boss is sad.

The senior sisters, including herself, are practicing hard. But the little apprentice thinks about treating the injuries of the senior sisters every day to earn money, selling birds and medicines to earn money. It's just unlearned!

Feeling the vigorous internal force in the body, Extinction is very confident, and now he should be no worse than the little apprentice.

Emei, it's still her who has the final say!

"Master, do you have anything to do with us?" Ding Minjun asked.

In the past few years, she has become obsessed with practicing and becoming stronger, and before she knows it, she has dared to speak loudly to her master.

Extinction glanced at her, and said in a deep voice: "After the confirmation of Shaolin, Wudang and other leaders, our various factions will send elders and elite disciples to go to the top of the light to ask for an explanation. ”

"Jinyi, you are the only one among us who has ever been to the Bright Peak, and you will lead the way when the time comes. Tell me what we're going to prepare. ”

Pei Jinyi stood up: "Report to Master, that Guangming Ding is far away on the Kunlun Mountain in the extreme west, the mountain is high and the road is far away, and it is about more than 4,000 miles away from our Emei.

We can go north from Chengdu, cross the Bayankala Mountains, and meet the 'Kunlun faction' in the southeast of Kunlun Mountain through the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

During this time, we have to pass through snow-capped mountains, swamps, grasslands and deserts to reach the top of light.

At our speed, we can walk about 100 miles in a day, and if the direction is good, it only takes two months for us to arrive. ”

Boy!

Hearing this, the disciples instantly began to whisper, this could not have happened in the past, and it was obvious that the current disciples were very confident in their own strength.

Extermination coldly swept over the disciples: "All the costs of this action will be borne by the sect, 'voluntary' registration, if you don't want to go, you can not go!" ”

Hearing this, the girls instantly moved, and now everyone has greatly increased their strength, and they are naturally very confident in this operation. Moreover, they have been in retreat in Emei for so long, practicing and practicing, and they are just a little tired.

Isn't this tolerance tourism? And everyone is the same sister, they can take care of each other, and there is even a special doctor like Zhi Ruo, who must go.

"Master, I'll go! For Emei, for my uncle, for my sister, and for the sake of the world, it is incumbent on my generation! Ding Minjun said sternly.

"By the way, Senior Sister Zhiruo will also go." As he spoke, Ding Minjun pulled Zhou Zhiruo with his hand.

Stop: ......

"Yes, yes, yes, I also want to live for the sake of the world." The other senior sisters hurriedly said.

Three women are two hundred ducks, and now that the ducks have the strength one by one, the whole hall will feel like it will be overturned in a while.

"Humph!" Extinction snorted coldly.

The scene was quiet, after all, Master Yu Wei was still there.

"The root of my Emei faction is still the classics of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so someone must stay behind. Jing Xuan! ”

"In!"

"From today on, I will seal the mountain in Emei and repair, you will lead the disciples to guard it, protect my Emei classics, and if necessary, you can cut the suspension bridge between the front mountain and the back mountain, and wait for me to come back."

"Yes!" Jing Xuan was a little regretful.

With the cultivation of the alchemy provided by the little junior sister, she is now almost six feet tall, and her strength is even more than thousands of catties, and her strength has greatly improved, but she has no chance to go out to fight.

It would be nice if an enemy took advantage of Master's outings to attack the mountain.

"Disciples, listen to orders!" Extermination shouted, in high spirits.

"Yes!"

"Go back and pack your things, tomorrow morning, finish breakfast, and go!"

"Yes!"

……

On the second day, on the mountain road, Extinction and a dozen disciples carried a simple package, holding a sword, and traveled lightly.

Everyone has been practicing internal skills for decades, and they have already reached the realm of cold and heat, so even if you go to the bitter cold place outside, you don't need to bring too many clothes, at most bring a few sets of underwear.

The dust and dirt of the coat can be washed and mended, and the children of the rivers and lakes don't have to care so much.

Of course, you have to bring some toiletry and makeup utensils, otherwise when the six major factions meet, their image will not be good, won't it be a shame for the Emei faction?

Extinction glanced at all the disciples, all of them were tightly closed, their eyes were deep, and they contained their hearts, which were all manifestations of their success, and they were very satisfied.

She is not weaker than others!

When he saw the little apprentice, he frowned, and his small body was carrying a bamboo basket that was almost one person high.

"Zhiruo, why do you bring so many things?"

Zhi Ruo said weakly: "Most of them are all kinds of pills and food, and one package can't hold it at all, so my family's Lele can eat it too much."

And Lele is also very lazy, this bamboo basket can just be used for him to sleep. ”

Extinction is furious, this little yellow cat is simply too hateful, isn't this just squeezing her precious apprentice? Her exterminated apprentices are not something that anyone can squeeze!

"Zhiruo, that's right, my package is not big, you can help me carry it." As he spoke, Extinction placed her package in the little apprentice's huge bamboo basket.

"Oh, I see that you are holding the sword in your left hand, and it may be unsteady to walk, but just right, you can also help me hold the Heavenly Sword with your right hand."

Zhou Zhiruo: ......

I'm just a kid under eighteen!

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

Everyone is very happy and looking forward to it, snow-capped mountains, grasslands, deserts, what is it like?

Zhi Ruobian flattened her mouth and followed, of course, with her strength, this little thing is as light as a feather to her, but she is unhappy, and no one cares about her.

"Whoosh~" The little yellow cat jumped on her shoulder.

"Meow!"

Presumptuous, going out to play doesn't even wait for me!

"Woo, Lele, I'm so miserable, you see I have to carry so many things." The girl was crying and pitiful.

When the little yellow cat saw it, he was furious, who dared to treat his shovel officer like this?

As he spoke, Miao Le jumped directly into the bamboo basket, not to mention, there are too many things, and it is more comfortable to sleep.

Stop: ......

So, love will disappear, right?